Actually writing...

I have been writing. I know, what a shock. After another health diagnosis that rocked my world, I managed to get almost 6,000 words written in the new novel this week. That's not too shabby considering I haven't written in weeks.

I finished Circe by Madeline Miller. Another triumph. Currently, I'm reading the massive tome that is Mythos by Stephen Fry. I'm in mythology heaven. I've never read something on mythos, with the exception of Edith Hamilton's original, that was geared toward adults. Which is hilarious when I recall that I read Hamilton's Mythology when I was in 7th grade.

Mythos doesn't read like a textbook, but it has all the information of one. There is enough sarcasm and humor to keep me laughing. I'm thoroughly enjoying the read, even if carting it around proves difficult.

I also discovered Overly Sarcastic Productions which is a group on YouTube that summarizes mythos from different cultures and history from around the world in consise and super sarcastic ways. I'm in love.

As for the personal side, my docs finally think they have an answer for my achy body and troubled tummy. Its going to take a long round of serious medications and a strict dietary adjustment to get it under control, but this may well be something I struggle with for a long time.

I've, of course, plunged back into depression because of this. I'm trying to keep myself up, but all I want to do after work is crawl into bed and watch the Downton Abbey marathon that could not have been better timed.

In any event, the softball season comes to a close today. I'm ready to have my Saturdays back, I'll tell you. I am going to write my retold myth for me, because I've always wanted to. Its going well! Maybe I'll post a snippet of it late next week.

Hope all is well with you!

-C.A.